Seeing the dense crowds of people rushing outside the brick factory gate, Chen Ao spitted and murmured: "There are many people, why don't we wait for the new brother? I just saw that he also called to shake people."

Liu Bosheng didn't set off with us just now. When he left, he didn't know that he was calling and signaled me to come by myself later.

"I won't wait anymore. I don't believe that those baskets are full of courage to kill. I will gather as much as possible later, and don't disperse!" I glanced at me with a few faces, pulled out a handful of pieces from the van, and stepped forward with great strides.

I moved forward and Feng Donghua and his group of people on the opposite side were also squirming forward in a mighty manner. Soon, the two of us were less than five or six meters away, and there was a small dirt road crushed by a large tire in the middle.

"What a wild thing!"

"What are you doing here..."

"Skin shovel!"

After meeting, the young people behind Feng Donghua waved the sticks in their hands and pointed at us and cursed.

"Take a little shit, please give me another try!"

"Don't pretend to be over, I'll kill you later!"

We were also yelling without being outdone, and the scene was noisy.

The fight between cadres and the masses is a way to fight before the fight, which is not only to enhance one's morale, but also a pre-war competition.

About half a minute, Feng Donghua raised his left hand and shook it. The restless little society behind him stopped making noise. He held a baseball bat in his right hand and carried it on his shoulders and head, smiling and silly, "What do you mean, Mr. Wang, why are you going to do with so many people with murderous intent?"

I held the piece without any hesitation and pointed it at him with the tip of the knife and asked, "Where are my little brothers?"

Feng Donghua pushed his nose with a smile, and said with a slanted eyes: "You have to ask the police station to find someone. We are a serious factory with bricks and tiles. How many younger brothers and sisters are there? Mr. Wang, it is not easy for people to live. Don't jump and fight with others at any time. How many lives do you have? I really want to find those children. You must not get a lot of money to ask for help or something. I'm right?"

"Ha ha.."

"Brother Hua speaks well!"

The little ponymen behind him immediately burst into laughter and picked up their stinky feet.

Chen Ao raised his head and took a knife and took a step forward: "Cao Mud Horse, why are you crazy? What a contestant, let's try it out if you just jump on the order!"

"Haha, what are you? I have too many brothers, and I can't hear what I'm talking about." Feng Donghua raised his baseball bat and sneered.

Before he could finish his words, a large maroon dump truck suddenly appeared behind us. The truck "splashed" and stopped the car, squirting with yellow smoke and dust. Then, the truck jumped out like dumplings. In the blink of an eye, we were blocked from behind us with a team of 40 or 50 people.

The glass in the driver's seat of the truck slowly descended. Guo Yang, a third-in-law of the Guo family, held a five-shot shot in a row, shot with a gun in the sky, raised his head and shouted: "Cherish life and stay away from Tianyu! Who can do it?"

With Guo Yang's angrily shout, our time was much quieter, and it was a bit like silence. Many of the fellow villagers brought by Chen Ao even began to look around and move two steps to the side.

I can understand their mentality. If the fight is equal, the competition is about who is more ruthless and more nimble, but if the strength of the two gangs is completely disproportionate, no one is willing to be foolishly killed.

Guo Laosan jumped out of the car with his fifth consecutive hair in his arms, tilted his arms and provoked: "Wang Lang, don't you always clamor for a fight with our Tianyu? Now you are given a chance. No matter how many deaths and how many injuries are today, we will not be dealt with by the public. Do you dare?"

"Dare you dare!"

"Do not do it!"

Behind Guo Yang, the little pony number 50 and 60 shouted in unison.

Feng Donghua, who was standing in front of us, also raised the baseball bat and shouted: "Would you like to do it?"

"The leader of the wolf, don't fight!"

"Fuck Wang Lang, do you dare to do it!"

The young people behind Feng Donghua also held up their guys and shouted. The two groups of people slowly moved towards us like horns. The 20th and 30th brothers on our side immediately reflexed toward each other. It is an instinct for people to snuggle up with each other before a storm that is difficult to make decisions, but in the eyes of others, we are definitely timid.

"hold head high.."

At this moment, a gust of yellow dust was scattered, and a high-sport motorcycle drove out at lightning.

"Bang!"

A dull gunshot burst into the air, and two thin figures got off the motorcycle, blocking Guo Yang and his people from left to right. The man on the left and right looked unfair, and a grim scar was hanging in his eyebrows, like a tiger that could be eaten at any time. The man on the right smiled and his face was gentle, but if he looked closely at his eyes, he would find that his eyes were full of solemnity.

The visitor was Meng Shengle, who was recovering from his injuries in Wancheng, and the way of heaven who had said he wanted to do things before.

Tiandao held a "double row of hunting rifles" in one hand, pointed the black barrel directly opposite, and sneered: "Hey, I'll go, Guo Laosan, you are so awesome, you are so bragging, what's wrong? Have you forgotten that you were chased by me last time like a dog? Come on, let's relive it passionately today."

"The head wolf is here, let me go back!" Meng Shengle took out a big slap from behind his waist, and his sword's tip was shining in the sun: "You want to start a war with my head wolf family?"

When I saw the two of them, my heart suddenly became warm.

There are often icing on the cake, but it is rare to provide timely help.

The reason why I have to deal with the challenge even though I know it is dangerous is because the person being held is the brothers of the head wolf family. Unlike many large companies, the head wolf starts with swords and guns. We have no strong background, and we don’t have a large amount of resources. We only have the backs of our brothers when we are on the verge of despair. If I retreat this time, the wolf may completely deteriorate, and the affection between the brothers will gradually fade, and we may even lose the most advantage.

Guo Yang hid in the crowd and shouted disdainfully: "Fuck, there are only two people in total, what's the point of turning the world around! Everyone listened to my order, fuck Wang Lang first, and then kill the wolf!"

Meng Shengle looked up inexplicably and said: "It takes more than one driving point from Wancheng to Yangcheng, but riding a motorcycle can save more than half of the time."

Just the moment he finished speaking.

"hold head high!"

"hold head high!"

The roar of motors, like a wolf howl, erupted one after another, and many high-sport motorcycles rolled up yellow smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye to approach us. In just half a cigarette, there were no less than twenty or thirty motorcycles gathered behind Meng Shengle and Tiandao, and there were only 40 or fifty people. Basically, they were all strong men of twenty-eight or nine years old, and there was no young man.

"Cough cough cough... The two brothers of Cao Ni, how can I die if I ride slowly? I'm so messy about my hairstyle." A middle-aged man with a big bald head and a slightly fat figure covered his mouth and coughed twice, and waved his arms in the direction of me: "Xiao Langzi, do you miss uncle?"

"Uncle Gen'er?" I swallowed and squirmed my lips incredibly.

That's right, the person who came was Lao Gener, the former overlord of Wancheng, and Wang Mang's brothers. Since Meng Shengle stayed with him to recover from his injuries, our relationship has naturally become much closer.

Meng Shengle raised his eyebrows and curled his lips in a very familiar way, "I said I won't let you come, Fei Jiba will join in the fun. OK, you can hide aside quickly, don't start working later, and hurt your old arms and legs again."

"Okay, I think I'm in trouble." Lao Gen'er touched the back of his head, took a step back, and raised his tone: "Our brother Ang, Yangcheng, I know Damang and Xiaolang, no one else needs to be a dick. Today, he listens to the music. He points to the east and beats me, and doesn't need to control it!"

Meng Shengle held the big slap and sneered and shouted: "I don't know any of the donkeys and scammers in front of me, but these pusses want to beat my elder brother. What do you think?"

"Fuck him!"

"The brothers of Donglezi are just like us."

The burly middle-aged man in the 40th and 50th movements pulled out a handful of pieces from the motorcycle, and responded like a bell.

"Look at my gesture, I will knock down all the chickens in one round. Don't let the group of little brothers brought by Jiashun and the others make a joke. It will probably take half an hour for them to get there." Meng Shengle spat and roared.

At the same time, the big men of Lao Gen's family stepped out like wolves and tigers, cutting various pieces, and iron pipes flew in the air, and they wrestled directly with the little ponyboys behind Guo Yang.

Meng Shengle took two steps and grabbed a horseman from Tianyu. He raised his knife and fell "puff" twice. After stabbing the other party, he turned around and shouted at Tiandao: "Brother, catch Guo Lao San!"

The way of heaven was like a quick hungry wolf. A fierce man rushed into the crowd and rushed directly towards Guo Yang.

Seeing that the melee had already started, Feng Donghua raised the baseball bat and rushed forward: "Fuck them!"

"Xiao Ao, don't worry about others, just try your best to lie down Feng Donghua!" I turned around, squinted my eyes and bumped into Feng Donghua instead of retreating...
Chapter completed!